Brain Cells Live

[Intro]

Yeah

Oh, yeah y'all gon' let [?]

Swear y'all gon' [?]

Sing it, uh

[Chorus]

I burned too many brain cells down

To be worried 'bout my brain cells now, oh no

I burned too many brain cells down

To be worried 'bout my brain cells now, oh no

I burned too many brain cells down

To be worried 'bout my brain cells now

I burned too many brain cells down

Down, down, down-down, uh

[Verse 1]

Uh, here’s a tab of acid for your ear

You’re the plastic, I’m the passion and the magic in the air

The flabbergasted avalanche of ambulances near

The labyrinth of Pan’s Lab is adamantly here

No assignments, book of rhyming and I’m drawing doodles

I should rhyme rhyme with Ramen Noodles

Ramadan, I’m the don of the diamond jewels

Fond of finding a way to kindly tell these toddlers toodles

I’m a kamikaze and I’m kinda cuckoo

I could write a fucking book, non-Kamasutral

You niggas goofies, it's a conflict that is kinda crucial

Caught you on the 9 in all blue yelling, "I’m a neutral"

But I’ma let the bull pass like matadors

Versus a Minotaur, verse is a metaphor

Metamorphoses and I’m a fuckin animorph

I used to go to school with Anna Fedele and Danny Whorf

Remember I used to bang with the bad ones

'Til my grandmama told on her grandson

Mama said that I was way too handsome

To be throwing the hand’s son, breaking walls like Samson

But I’ma throw a tantrum 'til I’m on every Samsung

Sanyo and handheld and handgun

Please put ya lighter’s up 'til life is up, then light it up

And slice a cut, the night is young, it’s nice enough

The nicest blunt, the nicest stuff

My niggas out here trapping a lot

I know you think you on, hiding Reggie sacks in your socks

I hang with niggas, whole jab in the jock

.4’s for 15, yeah my niggas, we be taxing a lot

Only the goofies, though, choking on a doobie, though

My eyes do be low, two be rolled, remember days of the Rufio

Remember the Days of Chan-Man and the Skeeter Man

Brrang dang to Lil' B and bang a-rang to Peter Pan

[Chorus]

I burned too many brain cells down

To be worried 'bout my brain cells now, oh no

I burned too many brain cells down

To be worried 'bout my brain cells now, oh no

I burned too many brain cells down

To be worried 'bout my brain cells now

I burned too many brain cells down

Down, down, down-down, uh

[Verse 2]

Light a joint, or spliff it if you classy

Split a swisha witcha nigga if you ask me

Ain't no questions, hit it vividly and pass me

Don’t answer about your problems

Or your issues or your athletes

It’s a quarter to imminent, ten minutes to infinite

Rims, Henny, and reminisce, nostalgia and M&M's

Cinnamon tone women and feminine’s getting intimate

All broads is frivolous and homies could get they dividends

Damn, is he illiterate, literal syndicate

Illegitimate, idiot, gangbanger-affiliate

Sick twisted prick, dick sadistic

Son of a biscuit, man fuck this shit, uh

[Chorus]

I burned too many brain cells down

To be worried 'bout my brain cells now

I burned too many brain cells down

To be worried 'bout my brain cells now, oh no

I burned too many brain cells down

To be worried 'bout my brain cells now

I burned too many brain cells down

Down, down, down-down

[Outro]

Oh no, no, no

Oh no, no

Oh no, no, no, no

And this is my 10 Day

This is my 10 Day, oh no

Welcome 10 Day

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